Friday, May 14, 2010

Friday Fragment Brain Dump

Mommy's Idea

I heard the phrase "brain dump" at work the other day. I found it appropriate for today's post. There's all sorts of stuff that needs dumping.

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Guess what I'm doing every five words? I'm flipping pancakes. Yes, because I am making fresh pancakes for the kids this morning, a busy weekday morning, because of guilt. I am traveling for work tomorrow and won't be able to do this on a weekend morning. And whether they really want them or not, they're getting them. Yes, I'm being selfish. Making these flapjacks is more about me than it is about them.

Excuse me while I flip... literally and metaphorically, of course.

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The boy freaked before his piano lesson on Tuesday. Do you think it was because his sister freaked LAST Tuesday? (You know, they do schedule these events, don't they?) Turns out he isn't feeling particularly musical and was getting bored, and felt he wasn't making progress... which he shared after tears and after his music teacher pulled it out of him. I told you she was wonderful, didn't I? She told him she'd be bored too if they stayed with the book he was on and she's moving him up next week.

The girl freaked before swimming lessons last night. And even after I talked her into it, got her dressed, brought her to the pool, onto the pool deck... she started bawling and freaking again. I pretty much lost it with her.

I mean, seriously? After a stressful day at work, rushing to pick them up before the 6PM deadline at daycare, getting her home and dressed for a 6:15 lesson, getting her there at 6:17 PM and having her cry on the pool deck that it isn't fun for her and she doesn't feel like it? With another 20 things to do before I get on a plane tomorrow.

Who is this not fun for?

So I dragged her back into the change room, the boy met us outside, we piled into the van, and I took them to do my errands, including filling my gas tank so we wouldn't run out.

I subjected my kids to a bit of a be-atch rant in the car. I mean, honestly, could they not let me have one night where I wouldn't be stressed to the gills beyond the already sky high work-induced pressure? "Well Mom, that was Wednesday night, right?"

Where did my kid learn how to be such a smart-ass?

By the time we got home and I got dinner on the table, it was already 8 PM and the hubs walked in the door. Yeah, he'd been gone all week of course.

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So on the rest of today's agenda...packing the kids' snacks, the boy's lunch, rushing to the office to make the last minute arrangements for my trip (and holding my breath for the next thing that will hit today, it's been one of those months), making the virtual grocery list in my head, trying to figure out what birthday present to get for the son's friend for TOMORROW and for the next 3 parties for that matter, and fitting a hair appt in there somewhere, as my head is a total wreck...

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Yes indeed, I really had time for this post. But it was cathartic.

Thanks for reading, if you managed to get through my maniacal ramblings.

Wish me luck. On the hair, I mean.

And I guess a few other things too, while you're at it.

Have a great weekend.

15 comments:

Life As I Know It said...

Oh, dear, you sound like you need a nice, long break. I hope you get one soon!
You're doing great...and you're kids will remember the pancake morning!

Dina said...

Yes indeed a relaxing break does sound in order for you!
Hope the trip goes well. and the hair too !

My son does that kind of freak out too on occassion AFTER we've arrived at his lesson. Last week he decided he didn't want to do gymnastics because we arrived a few minutes late and they had already started...don't understand his reasoning but he is 4 so perhaps there was none!

As Cape Cod Turns said...

Phew! You did need Friday Fragments and not a moment too soon!!!

Hope your hair turns out great and good luck on everything else!

April said...

What good is a blog if you can't rant on it?
I really think it was in the cosmos this week. I hope we all have a nice, relaxing weekend.

Fear and Parenting in Las Vegas said...

Breathe Karen, BREATHE!!!!

Doreen McGettigan said...

Breathe in the Holy Spirit and breathe out the bullshit!
Happy Friday and I hope you have a productive trip!

Tara R. said...

Whew! I hope you get a chance to relax and unwind soon.

Have a safe trip.

mimbles said...

Good luck with the hair and here's hoping next week is kinder to you!

Rima said...

oh, man that is really rough! I hope you get a chance to relax at least a little while you're out of town. A little bubble bath, a little room service maybe?

Badness Jones said...

Hugs babe. I think you're awesome. Good luck with the hair, and with everything else too.

bec said...

(((Hugs))) I thought your hair looked great this morning so I'm sure you made it through to the appointment.

Lots on your plate and at times you must feel like you're chasing your tail. I know you'll get through and it'll all be worth it. You're doing a great job. Actually great jobs! You really do wear many hats...real stylish ones and metaphorical ones!

Mrs4444 said...

Sounds really, really stressful. I hope next week is better.

And on the subject of swim lessons, it's a long story, but I eventually found out that Kyle could learn a lot more and have tons more attention if I just paid for private lessons. I paid a high school kid $10 an hour, and in about four lessons (the price of month's worth of group classes) he was swimming like a fish. Just a thought.

Hope next week is better...

Cid said...

Just when I think I am the only one losing it. Have a good trip.

Kori said...

Ah, by time I get around to commenting you are probably back from the trip and feeling less frantic. If not, keep breathing-this too will end.

J at www.jellyjules.com said...

Oh, boy, kids will sure take it out of you, won't they? I hope things calm down a bit soonish. :)

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